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It's all fucked up now Fuck you s'posed to do? It's all fucked up now Ok take the risk, yo When I spit, it's almost like aiming guns at fools Don't [?] your rap career on that journey I kill a mic like Run the Jewels I kill a mic like Conrad Murray Picture this getting ugly, call it Dorian Gray With [?] the force is strong, it's sorry to say You two bafoons trust the snake and bit the apple And niggas ain't laughing with you, niggas is laughing at you These rappers got whack hit songs and I congrat' you No disrespect, don't get upset when I don't dab you And no I'm not hating, I just don't feel that shit Cause every song end up uh sounding like this, turn up Turn that shit off though, I'll be where the lyrics at To pussy [?] with cash, no subscription to Miramax I wear your wifey out like a pair of slacks Like Google Maps nigga, this is where it's at Flush it all down that shit and that's the downward spiral Suicide or life kid, you might go viral What goes up, must come down What the fuck you s'posed do? It's all fucked up now Letras de cancionesFlush it all down that shit and that's the downward spiral Suicide or life kid, you might go viral What goes up, must come down What the fuck you s'posed do? It's all fucked up now Sick with the rhyming, abusing my time and I'm [?] my music is timeless Rhymes from the analog bulldog with long fangs I [?] at rappers who say the wrong thangs Bad for the hunted, good for the hunter These dot com lyrics helped it with the hollow point scream smash Now it's back to the follow point green cash Gun butted, you got a mean gash Faceplate broke on the floor, you start to bleed fast Saves ain't save in the floor, we need to re-stash Brick robbers, send bombs to the laptop of bitch bloggers Trained in the backyard, no Sim card Wombat shit and stand in the gym hard [?], no raincoat This is the day yo, you part of the gang? No The crack and the shots ran ma, wee should hang, no? Rapped in confederate, [?] it Straight through 100s of terabytes of all the shit you bite MC from era of spitting right, shit was tight Ras Kass is like Flush it all down that shit and that's the downward spiral Suicide or life kid, you might go viral What goes up, must come down What the fuck you s'posed do? It's all fucked up now Flush it all down that shit and that's the downward spiral Suicide or life kid, you might go viral What goes up, must come down What the fuck you s'posed do? It's all fucked up now I got so many rhymes I could fill up a gigabite No publishing, the way these fucking niggas bite Rappers don't even know who they writers All this whack shit gave my computer the virus Niggas sending threats to the G-Mail That ain't gangsta, only thing you blasting is the e-mail Hip-hop is so suicidey Rest in peace turned to both out blue, tidy If I was a singer, I'd be Tony Soprano I'm the fingers on all keys on Beethoven's piano I'm not a rapper motherfucker, when I told you I rhymed [?] never saw that 9 I turn you red, black, fed green, my bullets is aqua Where the bread at? If I rob you I only be practicing Cause in this world, fuck what a nigga say I never wrote a will cause that's a dead giveaway From Letras Mania